I’m stepping away, People.

Not from here or from life, though I sometimes wish I could do that. The life part, not here. I need here too much to step away.

Instead I’m sidestepping the current noise and opting for silence. I feel a calling towards the quiet. Which kinda sorta scares the shit out of me. The Call Of The Quiet usually means something really uncomfortable. At first.

But I know that going within and sitting still is the answer for me. That’s usually when I can hear clearly and see the unseen. Two things I’m lacking at the moment in a major way.

There is nothing like a child to make you want to get your shit together asap. There is also nothing quite like the factual realization of said child to bring your shit to the forefront.

You’ll find shit you didn’t even know was shit. Shitty, huh.

Lately I’ve been feeling not me. Not even remotely close. I’m stressing more. Worry is a daily experience. I just can’t seem to get a grip on these strong emotions that are running me off the road.

While I know none of these things remotely serve me, I can’t seem to get “past” it, whatever the hell that means anyway. But it’s obvi that something is trying to be worked through and to get it out of my system, I need the quiet.

Maybe some affirmations, too. When I’m not feeling annoyed by affirmations, like I am today. Hey, just being human and keeping it real.